Jul 03, 2008 10:10
i leave in t-minuts 21 hours. i have twenty minutes before i leave my house for the day and i still need to get ready for work, finish my homework for rhonda's, clean my kitchen, get the spare bedroom ready for my mom who will be here in a few hours to spend the night (we leave for the airport at 5am) put away my laundry and pack. and what am i doing? i'm sitting on lj updating.
i haven't heard from pink puff in vermont so i'm a little nervous that i truly am going to be the only peanut or former peanut there for the wedding. i wish janet would have messaged me back on myspace but she didn't. maybe she didn't get my message, idk. oh yeah, add get wedding gift on my list of to-dos today. i do not do not DO NOT want to get them a gift card to wherever they're registered, i feel so lazy and bad when i do that...however i do have to transport whatever i get to maine tomorrow and i have a feeling my luggage and carryon is going to be overflowing already. i really wanted to make them something, but there surely isn't time for that. sigh. once again down to the wire with nothing to show.
mark sent me my birthday present, it arrived at the loft yesterday. i haven't opened it yet, i just opened the priority mail box, and inside was a giganto nordstroms box. nordstroms....hmm....got one of those here....you know what it's a gift and i shouldn't be so ungrateful. i told him $50 or less so i'm not sure what he could have gotten there for less than $50 that's going to be work appropriate if it's jewelry...maybe it's makeup?
d is supposedly moving out this weekend. i'm starting to have the jitters about it. this morning was our last morning of "morning fighting" which is really just us humorously bickering at each other over all sorts of mundane things. i'll wake up and see him in the loft on the computer so i'll roar like a dinosaur and he'll get up and bring me my cat and tell the angry dinosaur to go back to bed but fay has to get up. then he'll get in the shower and take too long and i'll yell out, "it's not a goddam water park!!" eventually we'll make fun of each other getting ready at the sinks - i'll pretend i'm him putting his contacts in by leaning way into the mirror and dramatically yanking down my eyelid and poking my finger in my eye. then he'll stand in front of the mirror and turn every which way and inspect every inch of himself and say, "can you see my back fat right now? how about if i stand like this? does this shirt sleeve seem too short and show my flesh upper arms today? maybe i shouldn't wear this...god look at these PANTS!!" and then he'll pretend to rip off his pants and throw them in the back of the closet.
god, what am i going to do now?
tinyfay